T.R. Dearden

Radical Libertarian
Anti Communist
Believer in medical autonomy and privacy
Fighting for your rights is fighting for everyone's rights.

[T.R. Dearden @TRDearden]

@oelma__ Computer wore tennis shoes

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@ThatEricAlper The first 5 minutes after I wake up in the morning.

[Donna Louise @DonnaLouise1212]

Wow!.. This hit me hard... My dad is 73, & let's just say I'll answer every call/text from now on.....😢

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@ThatEricAlper Pretty women, walking with gorillas down my street.

[James Woods @RealJamesWoods]

While he quietly moves on with devotion to others, please know that Gary Sinise will be handing the keys over tomorrow to a wounded service member for the 100th free home he has been part of building.

Gary deserves the Presidential Medal of Freedom. @GarySiniseFound

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@cmclymer That we have come to a place where any show of respect for a member of the other party when they retire or die is seen as a traitorous betrayal explains why this country is headed for civil war.
It isn't heresy to respect your enemy. In fact, it's wise tactically.

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@IvankaNews_ For a minute, when he beat Hillary. I still say he was better than her. (Not saying much)

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@DustyAssKracka Flat broke, travelling with the circus in a strange town I found $2.50 in quarters in a pay phone. It was like a gift from heaven! (This was in the early '80s when $2.50 was significant. . .)

[Tina Peters🇺🇸 Whistleblower of fallen Navy SEAL @realtinapeters]

A Message from Tina:

As I sit here in the confines of La Vista Women’s Correctional Facility, my heart compels me to speak out—not for my own sake, but for the countless women around me who endure these harsh realities day after day.

At 70 years old, having lost my son in service to our country, I find myself wrongfully imprisoned, yet my thoughts turn to these sisters in struggle, many so young and full of potential, trapped in a system that fails them profoundly.

The daily grind here is unrelenting. Flashlights pierce the darkness hourly through the night, robbing us of restful sleep. We rise early, navigating a routine that offers little solace. Our basic provisions are meager: three uniform tops and bottoms, five pairs each of underwear, bras, and socks—items so flimsy they fray and tear long before their time. With a mere $13 a month in state pay, these women struggle to afford even the essentials like shampoo, soap, or deodorant. Small comforts, like a treat or extra phone time to connect with loved ones, remain out of reach for so many.

To add insult to injury, out of this meager $13 allowance these women are given, every medical visit requires a $3 charge just to be seen.

The nourishment we receive falls far short of sustaining body and spirit. Processed fare dominates our trays—tater tots, hot dogs, fish sticks—reminiscent of a child's school lunch, devoid of vitality.

It's been over a year since I've tasted a fresh tomato or crisp romaine lettuce. The prison grounds, while aesthetically pleasing with their manicured lawns and blooming flowers, mask a deeper neglect. Why lavish resources on ornamental beauty when fertile land lies ready for cultivation?

Imagine transforming those spaces into gardens where these women could learn to plant, harvest, and preserve their own food. Such skills would not only reduce costs but empower them for life beyond these walls, teaching self-sufficiency for all seasons of life.

Yet, the true tragedy lies in the absence of meaningful programs. Favoritism runs rampant, with some inmates favored for better placements despite troubled histories, while others languish in general population amid volatility.

My own cell, a repurposed laundry room scarcely 40 square feet, forces my roommate and me to maneuver awkwardly, unable to stand simultaneously. Pods house 20 women, rooms crammed with six at a time, fostering tension in an environment ill-suited for rehabilitation.

Education and skill-building opportunities are promised but rarely delivered. A class intended for three to four months stretches over a year due to staffing shortages—guards quitting en masse, leaving untrained teachers to fill security roles. This delay not only hinders personal growth but blocks access for others, impacting parole prospects.

The parole board, unaware of these barriers, penalizes women for incomplete programs, perpetuating cycles of despair. There's no instruction in practical life skills: balancing finances, organizing one's affairs, or managing savings. An inmate savings program could foster responsibility and provide a foundation to build upon after release, giving so many of these women a chance to break the chains of recidivism.

Spiritually, we are starved as well. Church services and the sacred act of worship are granted only once a month—a scant offering for souls seeking guidance and community. In this void, women with low inmate numbers—those who've cycled through the system repeatedly—highlight the failure. There are no tools given to them to thrive outside, leading them back to what they know.

Technology lags behind compassion in this place. Unlike other facilities, we lack video visits, denying mothers glimpses of their children or connections with distant, elderly family. Equipment sits unused instead of bridging hearts separated by miles and misfortune.

These women—forgotten, idle, bored—deserve better. They could contribute to the prison's upkeep, growing food, maintaining the grounds, or learning trades that would alleviate institutional burdens while building their futures. Prison should repay society's debt through transformation, not stagnation.

I see their struggles, hear their stories, and it moves me deeply. Though my own path is unjust, it's their voices that must echo beyond these bars.

I will continue to advocate for them, risking retaliation, because silence serves no one. Reform is possible: nutritious meals would go a long way to restore these tired women. Programs committed to educating and more available time to engage in worship would nourish their souls. For the sake of these women, our daughters and sisters, we must demand change.

I ask that everyone who reads this take a moment to pray for these women.

There is of course a price to pay for the choices that we make in life. Still, we must remain committed to seeing the humanity and inherent value in life and there is no better place to start than those battered hearts and souls in our own nation.

Pray for America, for these women I have been humbled to live with this past year, and pray for the truth to set us free.

[T.R. Dearden @TRDearden]

@ZubyMusic We are Devo

[Rob Schneider 🇺🇸 @RobSchneider]

WHERE were THESE self Righteous PHONEY FREE SPEECH CRYING LIBERALS when the TWITTER FILES were REVEALED and the BIDEN/HARRIS REGIME was PROVED to have CENSORED AMERICANS for having OPPOSING VIEWS?!
They were ALL COWARDLY SILENT!

[Tech Support 🇺🇸 @TekSuprt]

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Roseanne Barr – Fired by ABC/Disney and her hit show Roseanne canceled overnight in 2018 after one tweet. Hundreds of cast and crew lost their jobs.
Gina Carano – Fired from The Mandalorian in 2021 for social media posts that didn’t fit the Left’s politics. Dropped by her agency too.
Megyn Kelly – Fired by NBC in 2018, her morning show canceled after comments about Halloween costumes.
Dave Chappelle – Netflix employees staged a walkout and demanded his comedy special be pulled for “transphobia.” The Left tried hard to cancel him.
Joe Rogan – The Left pressured Spotify to drop him, running coordinated campaigns and advertiser boycotts over COVID discussions.
Tucker Carlson – Taken off Fox News in 2023. Liberal activists bragged about advertiser pressure campaigns that helped force him out, costing thousands of downstream jobs. Parler – Apple, Google, and Amazon colluded in 2021 to wipe the entire platform off the internet. Tens of thousands of small creators and businesses lost income overnight.
J.K. Rowling – Blacklisted from events, attacked by activists, and pressured out of projects for speaking her mind.
Mike Lindell – MyPillow pulled from major retailers, banned from Twitter, and targeted with advertiser boycotts.
Alex Jones – Simultaneously banned in 2018 by YouTube, Facebook, Apple, and Spotify. Coordinated erasure celebrated as a model for censorship. Patterns are clear: Coordinated advertiser boycotts. Public celebrations of people losing jobs and businesses.
Two sets of rules — the Left can lie (Russia hoax, Covington kids smear, Jussie Smollett, etc.) and laugh about it, but the Right gets destroyed. Accountability only ever goes one way. The Left has spent the last decade perfecting cancel culture, destroying jobs, nuking shows, wiping platforms off the internet, and laughing while people’s lives were ruined. But sure… Jimmy Kimmel smugly lying about a political assassination? Totally fine.

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@ThatEricAlper Do really want the room I just left 30 seconds ago, or would you rather it be cleaned some?

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@xdavidcastlex @TJLakers01 @LisaWal24884807 @goldisez @Tex_2A @DragonSword778 @browngravy_93 @bp_dare @schiroso_t @Just_Carly_ @HarnischGene @USAGirl47 @ThomasWhit66299 @AD_successme @tooosunny @texas_jeep_guy @SFG169 @sep16000 @DRA55727003 @chinchopper2 @NolaCookPatriot @DawgRight You get those seeds from a boar. Then you have to sow them in a sow.

[Katie Hopkins @KTHopkins]

Stop trying to ban stuff that offends you. Just be offended. It’s ok. It’s your offence, sit with it, own it, let it make you rage, eat it, shove it up your arse, whatever. IT IS YOURS

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@WallStreetMav Did they arrest the management for hiring illegals?

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@ZoeyCatBell @Matt_Pinner I took my typing in High School in 1975 on the same IBM Selectric typewriter. I was, as the picture also appears to show, the only male in the class. It was considered a secretarial skill and not required for college bound males. Within a few years, the PC changed that!

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@ThrillaRilla369 I was a child in the '60's, born '59.
We had boundaries (X street to the park to the creek, e&) and we had to be home when the streetlights came on.
Mom could whistle loudly with her fingers, so the boundaries were within the sound of her whistle. 3 whistles meant come home.

[Chef Andrew Gruel @ChefGruel]

This will ruin this restaurant. Employees will have no job now. Unemployment won’t pay for months. Insurance probably won’t even cover losses.